Thirty-sevenGrand Cayman Island › Monday, December 8, 2008 › 07h20
Jayson woke up naked and confused. Strands of hair stuck to his lips and pricked his eyes and tickled his nose. He brushed them away, then he brushed back his own hair as he raised his head, blinking his mind into action through the bright light filtering in through the open portholes. He checked his watch. 07:55:16. With his injured arm, he gently rocked Lucy, whispering in her ear, “You’re still on a need-to-know basis.”
Lucy rolled over onto her back. “And you’re still on the run.”
Jayson smiled. “But I do have a place to hide now.” He leaned on the elbow of his good arm and looked intensely into her drowsy blue eyes. “Did you notice the Jacuzzi tub in the head?”
Lucy beamed a sly smile. “I did.”
“Give me five, then
